Levi crossed his
arms and tucked his hands in his armpits in a stance that was clearly
defensive. “With all of that shit going on, no wonder I dreamed of the box
again. I haven’t had a nightmare about that place in a long time.”

“What’s the
box?” Trudy watched with growing concern as his face tightened, jaw muscles
flexed, and his eyes clouded with turbulent memories.

“A root cellar.
A small place. Standing up, you could extend your arms out from your sides and
touch the walls. It was cool and damned cold in there at night.”

“Where was
this?”

“The Missouri
Ozarks. Out in the wilds. It was a school set up on an abandoned farm property.
They’d turned the farmhouse into a dormitory and the barn into a school.” He
made a scoffing sound. “Not that they provided much of an education. Mostly, we
read and memorized the Bible. There were classes in literature, English, math,
a little science and geography here and there, but that was about it.”

“How old were
you when you went there?”

“Nine. When I
arrived I had just turned nine. I left when I was almost eleven to go to a
school in Wyoming.”

“Nine.” She took
up her own defensive stance, hunching her shoulders and rubbing her hands up
and down her arms. Thinking of him as a nine-year-old being carted off to a
place where he was schooled in a barn made her skin break out in gooseflesh. “I
don’t know how your parents could send their little boy away like that.”

He gave an
indolent shrug that she didn’t buy for one second. “They were trying to chase
the devil out of me.”

“Idiotic,” she
murmured.

“They put us in
the box when we were bad.” One corner of his mouth lifted fractionally. “And I
was bad. Bad to the bone.”

“What do you do
that was so terrible?” She couldn’t imagine any sane reason to put a child down
into a hole.

“I refused to
say that my father was right and that I was a liar.”

“About your
psychic abilities,” she clarified. “So, it was a religious thing with your
parents? They truly felt that your abilities were a sign of evil . . . of the
devil?”

“That’s what my
father thought . . . or that’s his story and he’s sticking to it.” A quick,
half-smile flitted across his lips. “He’s an intelligent man, so I’ve always
believed that he’s mainly intimidated by my abilities. He’s a classic
narcissist. Therefore, it must be impossible for him to think that I can do
things he can’t. As for my mother?” He gazed up at the stars and violet shadows
caressed his achingly handsome face. “I don’t know. She probably wished I’d
just tell my father what he wanted to hear and do what he said to do. That’s
what she did. She went along with whatever shit he shoveled out.”

She wanted to
touch him. No, she wanted to hold him, but she stood still as her heart
constricted with pain for him. She wanted to cry, but she knew he didn’t want
her tears, so she swallowed the burning ball of emotion in her throat. He was
talking and she was grateful, but what he was saying was difficult to hear. His
upbringing had been a long nightmare from which he couldn’t awaken – and he was
just scratching the surface. That’s what bothered her more than anything. His
traumas ran deep. Soul deep.

“And the box?”
she asked in a whisper. “How long did they keep children in there?”

“An hour at
first. Then hours. I graduated to all day and then to all day and all night.
The nights were the worst. It was cold in there and black as pitch. That’s when
the rats would come out.”

Trudy couldn’t
stop the shudder that shook her from head to toes. She cleared her throat.
“R-rats?”

“Big
mother-fuckers. Of course, I was only a kid, so they seemed like they were the
size of Volkswagens. I couldn’t see them, but I could hear them scurrying
around and I could feel them. They’d run across my feet. One of them jumped on
my shoulder and bit my neck. I screamed and screamed. Screamed my fucking lungs
out that night.” He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. “That’s why my
voice is husky. I damaged my vocal chords. I couldn’t talk above a whisper for
a couple of months after that and my voice never fully recovered.”

“I love your
voice,” she said, the declaration lifting from her heart onto her lips.

“Really?” He
shook his head and sent her a baffled grin. “I think I sound like a bad actor
doing a commercial for sore throat lozenges.”

She shook her
head and decided to allow her heart to keep talking. “Your voice matches the
rest of you. Sexy as hell.”

His arms slipped
down his body and his shoulders lost some of their stiffness. He held out a
hand to her. “Come here, you.”

The
book is funny and touching. I have read this book over 50 times already and I
never get tired of it. Tess is so cute while Storm is strong and loving. They
made a great couple. -- Amazon review
from Snowstar

“Through
His Eyes” 5 star Amazon Review….

“This
book is amazing, Deborah Camp has written one heck of a sexy thriller! How can
you go wrong with two sexy psychics and a serial killer? Levi and Trudy both
have abilities, Levi can talk to the departed and Trudy can see right into a
killer’s mind. The question is how far can he see back into hers? Follow these
two as they scorch the pages in the bedroom and the high octane roads it takes
to catch the killer before Trudy is the next one on his list. These two are so
hot, I thought I was going to have flames shoot out of my Tablet. That little
hook at the end will have you waiting as impatiently as I am for the next
Deborah Camp Novel.”-- Lia Hearn

Cheyenne's
Shadow

"ONE
OF THE BEST!"

One
of the best romance novels I have ever read. There is excitement, sadness, and
passion in this book. I know I have read this book at least five times since I
bought it.

--
Amazon review by S. Ceballos

A
Tough Man's Woman

"FIVE
STARS!"

I
really enjoyed this book as it was one that kept you guessing most of the time.

--
Amazon review from Phyl

Lonewolf's
Woman

"WONDERFUL
STORY!"

Ah,
fascinating to the last drop (or page). Highly recommended. Surely, a keeper!

--
Amazon review from M. Hartmann

Black-eyed
Susan

"FIVE
STARS!"

I
found it hard to put down. It made me realize how things were in those years
(long before I was born). I looked for more books by the same author.

--
Amazon review from C. Schmidt

About
the Author:

Author of more than 40 novels,
Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated
from the University of Tulsa. Her background as a reporter for newspapers
helped her to write fast and enjoy research. After she sold her first few
books, she quit newspaper work to become a freelance writer and novelist.

Deborah's first novel was
published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New
American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into
the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance
Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild. She was the
first recipient of the Janet Dailey Award.

Through His Eyes (April, 2014) is
her first romantic suspense book. It has paranormal elements and is erotic.
It’s the first book in the Mind’s Eye series.

Through His Touch (September,
2014) is the second book in the Mind’s Eye series featuring psychic detectives
Trudy Tucker and Levi Wolfe.

Lover of the west and the people
who tried to tame it, Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women
and the men who are their equals. She grew up on a diet of TV westerns which
have served her well. Living in Oklahoma has also been a godsend. Since she
appreciates men with devilish twinkles in their eyes, she likes to mix laughter
in with the love scenes in her books.

Also widely published in
non-fiction, she and writes and edits for a magazine focused on small
businesses. Deborah taught fiction writing for more than 10 years at a
community college. She has been a guest speaker at numerous writers’
conferences, including Romance Writers of America (RWA), Writers, Inc., and the
Oklahoma Writers Federation, Inc. She has served as a judge in numerous writing
contests throughout the United States and has judged manuscripts in RWA’s
Golden Heart Awards and RITA Awards. She is currently working on her next
historical romance set in the wild, wonderful west.

In 2012 her books were re-issued
on Amazon for Kindle Direct and have attracted tens of thousands of new fans.
Her books have made the Amazon bestseller list and “Too Tough To Tame” hit the
#1 historical romance spot for Kindle Readers.

4 comments:

Hi! Thank you Jessica Gipson for that note. I hope you do read the book and review it. That goes for everyone here, too! If you didn't read "Through His Eyes," then you probably should start with it for a full appreciation of the characters. Happy Reading! It's always great to be part of "Share My Destiny."

This sounds like a great read! I have added *Through His Eyes* & *Through His Touch* to my TBR list! I can't wait to read them both! I will leave a review when I do :) Thanks so much for sharing & Happy Reading! :)